Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera, it's characters, or Wick. (Though, I totally bought her soul.) . I am over my rabid Phangirl stage I once went through.
First Phantom Fic. Feel free to laugh at me.
"Heave!"
The girl took a deep breath, before grabbing the large cardboard box that weighed down one end of the gondola. She struggled momentarily as she lifted it, various squeaks and 'Ow!'s coming from the box as the contents were shifted around. The girl, half submerged in the water, began to stumble towards shore.
"Are you... alright?" She gasped slightly, wincing as the box crushed her chest. She received a squeak and an 'Ow!' in response. She patted the side of the box, before finally dropping on the shore and slumping over it.
"Still alive?" The girl asked a moment later, standing up. She began to inspect the box for any damage.
Her only response was a high pitched squeal crossed with a screech. Wincing slightly, she nodded. Obviously, the package was fine.
She stood back up, patting the top of the box.
"I'm going to leave now, alright?" She said.
"Send more cookies!"
The girl twitched slightly. She decided to ignore this last request, and began fishing around in the pockets of her robe. Grinning slightly, she withdrew a still dry envelope. She placed it lightly on top of the box, patting it one last time.
"See you later, kiddo." She said, as she waded back over to the gondola.
The box giggled.
